Friday, February 9, 2007

Cirque du WonderBaby

(Late! Breaking! Edits! And! Additions! Below!)

Featuring the rodeo stylings of the amazing WonderBaby, and her trusty steed, Rocker Moose!

And in other news...

1) Her Bad Mother is a finalist in the Share the Love Blog Awards, in the category of Most Thought-Provoking. I'm not sure what kind of thoughts I'm provoking (judging from my Google search hits, dirty ones, mostly. Sex with a bad mutha, anyone? How 'bout a bad mother enema?), but I'll take the kudos anyway. And in any case, I'm in good company - go check out the other blogs on the finalist list, and the nominees list, and, while you're there, kick in a vote for Izzy for Woman Power! and Oh, The Joys for Best Humour Writing. And - OMGIcantbelieveIalmostforgother - Redneck Mommy for Most Inspirational (who I nominated for chrissake) and whose most recent post demonstrates exactly why you should vote for her.

2) If Bad is the New Good, then I think that we can safely say that Selling Out is the New Humanitarianism. Capitalism helps everybody, people. Or, at least, some people. Why shouldn't I be one of those people? (Coming soon to my reviews page, courtesy of the Parent Bloggers Network: can the 14-month-old WonderBaby learn to read? Do I want her to, god help me?)3) Okay, so maybe capitalism doesn't help everybody, but unrepentant pedantry certainly does! Go see what one's brain on blogging looks like (fried egg, anyone?), and, while you're there, maybe let us know whether or not you consider yourself to be - gasp! - a Mommy Blogger.

And a late-breaking number four...

4) Bravo to Mo-Wo for this brilliant, heart-wrenching post, a post that reminds us (or should do) to be very, very grateful for the lives that we lead, and the lives that we are able to give our children. Fuck pre-school selection, indeed.

Congratulations! Very well deserved.That photo is hilarious. And do I think of myself as Mommy? Nope, I think of myself as Mama. Very Elvis, very Tennessee Williams. ("Big Mama", when I'm feeling plump.)

Why, why, why aren't my comments working here? I think I have laptop issues. What I said was strange searchers have been finding my blog by typing in "rubber panties" and "kids birthday parties gone out of control."

Choosing the right perfume can be difficult and because it is also considered an intimate gift buying the wrong perfume can backfire on you and get you the opposite result of that which you hoped for.

The first thing you need to do is do some homework, meaning research. Look at your lady's perfume bottles, the ones that are nearly empty will be her favorites. If there is one there that is nearly full chances are she doesn't wear it often or doesn't like it. Hint around and ask her what types of fragrances she likes and dislikes.

Humans are very sensory oriented and our sense of smell is no different. Certain perfumes can elicit strong reactions in both the wearer and the person reacting to the scent. Perfumes are made not only to attract but to also relax someone. If you aren't totally sure what kind of perfume to buy you can always play it safe and get something in the aromatherapy line. If you go this route, bear in mind that vanilla scents are considered to relax and a peppermint or lemon scent will be more stimulating.

It's funny you mention your google hits right here . . . because I did just google you to find you (since I'm at work and this computer doesn't know you yet) . . . and one of the first hits back was: so you like to be spanked . . .